Chapter 3
Sandy felt uncomfortable around the camp. It seemed to her that all the men were knocking off a piece of ass. Even the teenaged boys seemed to be caught up in the quest for more and more cunt. And the teenaged girls didn't do a damn thing to discourage them. If anything, they flaunted their perky asses and shoved their tits out in the most obscene manner possible as if they actually wanted to get fucked. That thought hit Sandy hard. She couldn't deny that was what was happening. She'd always thought of sex as being something a little dirty, done behind locked doors with the blinds drawn and the lights out. It was something to be furtive about.
No one at Camp Wildwood was the least bit furtive especially Lew Morris. He was blatant about wanting to fuck her.
"Hey, Sandy...here!" he called to her.
She didn't want to speak to him, not after watching him fucking Dawn, but she couldn't think up a good reason to turn him down. It was her own fault she felt guilty about spying on him. He didn't even know about it.
And if he did know, he probably wouldn't care. He might even get a big laugh out of it. She thought Lew responded in ways too odd to mention.
"What is it, Lew? I'm busy. We've got a nature hike scheduled in an hour."
"I know. I'm going with you. They said they wanted at least two of us to keep the wild animals in line."
"That's like putting the wolf in charge of the sheep," she muttered under her breath. Louder, to Lew, she said, "Have you been on one of these nature hikes before? What do they really want us to do?"
"Mostly keep the kids in the general vicinity. They're going to sneak into the bushes to screw, but that's okay as long as they don't do it in the poison ivy. We're supposed to point out that kind of danger to them so they won't itch the rest of the week."
She ignored his blatantly sexual ideas about what would happen on the hike. As long as she was in charge, nothing of the sort would occur. She wouldn't let those young teenagers go out and fuck not a one of them.
"Say, if you're not doing anything for the next hour or so, why don't we go off and find a nice spot so we can tell the kids first hand about the best spots to fuck?"
"You, sir, are crude. I'm busy." She turned and stamped off, angry.
But what worried her the most was that she wasn't angry at Lew as much as she was mad at herself. She was letting the knowledge she'd seen him fucking Dawn get to her. He couldn't know she'd watched. And yet, she was positive her guilt was written all over her face.
What was worse was her own behavior. She should have walked off and not watched. She should never have actually finger fucked her pussy or played with her nipples. She had watched a live action, triple X-rated sex show and gotten off on it. That bothered her more than anything else anything, that is, except the gnawing hunger in her cunt.
She walked around Camp Wildwood in her tight shorts and thin T-shirt, acutely aware of how attractive she was. She was only a year or two older than some of them. And when her pussy felt so hollow, she wasn't sure if she had the will power to turn anyone down if he openly propositioned her.
"Hey, Sandy," called out one youth.
"Yes, Hank?"
"Can I talk to you for a second? Before the hike?"
"Sure, Hank," she said, looking the youth over.
He was well muscled, the kind of teenager she had avoided like the plague when she'd been in high school. She felt a little more superior to him now more mature, better able to handle anything he said or did. Or so she thought.
"Sandy, you're an attractive chick, the foxiest around here and you turn me on in a big way. What say you and I go somewhere and get it on? You know, fuck a bit before the hike."
"You lay it on the line, don't you?" she said stonily.
"I'll lay you on the line or anywhere you want," he replied brightly. "No!"
She turned and walked off on Hank just as she'd done on Lew. This was getting to be a regular thing with her, but so was the aching, hollow feeling in her cunt. She wished it would go away. Before, whenever she got to feeling this way, she would take a cold shower. Whether that would work or not, she didn't have time to find out. She was responsible for fifteen of the teenagers on an overnight hike up into the mountains.
She and Lew were responsible, that is.
They hiked into the foothills for two hours before she called a break for lunch. They ate from prepared sack lunches and lounged around in the shade of the trees, resting for the climb still to come. She eyed the lovely peaks capped with snow and wondered if such peace and quiet could be had on a year round basis. She wouldn't mind living up here in the mountains. The wind blew through the treetops and whistled softly. That was the only sound reaching her ears ,no jets, no cars, nothing man made.
Nothing except low moans coming from uphill. She turned and searched the landscape, trying to find the source of those moans. She failed. On impulse, Sandy heaved herself to her feet and walked along the trail a few hundred feet. The sounds got louder and she instantly recognized them. She had heard them before in Lew's cabin, when he and Dawn had fucked.
Again Sandy was torn with desire to spy and a desire to leave them alone. But the lust building up inside her body forced her into the bushes to peer through the tangled branches at Hank and one of the girls. She sucked in her breath when she saw what was going on.
The girl was going down on Hank.
The youth tossed his head back like a young stallion and cried out, "Dammit, Maria, you give the best head of any chick I ever found!"
The girl smiled around the thick cock stuffed into her mouth. Sandy felt her own cunt churning at the sight. She knew what it was like to suck a man's prick. She'd been forced to do it to get this job. But Maria wasn't being forced. She was giving Hank this blowjob because she enjoyed it.
The red haired girl's vivid green eyes sparkled and danced with glee at the idea of sucking Hank off. But she wanted more than for the teenager to come in her mouth. She wanted his cock hard enough to fuck her. The way her cunt boiled and churned with desire, she would take a lot of fucking to satisfy her raging youthful needs.
She began bobbing her head up and down on his prick, face fucking herself, licking and sucking at the same time to make that heavy pillar of cockflesh dance to a faster and faster beat. She felt his heart hammering away and did her best to increase her mouth action.
Her tongue whirled around the head of his cock, dipped into the piss slit, then worried the triangular flap of flesh dangling under the cleft head. She knew all the tricks for getting a guy off, and she used them. She wanted Hank so damn hot he couldn't possibly refuse her when she begged him to fuck her.
"Ummmm, God, Maria, your mouth is like a goddamn vacuum cleaner! You're gonna pull my guts out through the end of my cock."
The red haired girl pulled back and smiled up wickedly at Hank. "I don't want to suck your guts out. I don't want your come in my mouth, either. I want to feel it in my cunt!"
"Shit!" was all Hank could say as he watched Maria fall back to the ground and lift her legs wantonly.
"I'm hot for your cock, Hank. I want you inside me, fucking me. Do it to me!"
Sandy watched in fascination as the young couple fumbled to get Maria's jeans pulled down. All the while, Hank's prick bounced around, jerking and twitching with desire. As soon as they'd stripped the tight jeans off the girl's slender legs, she lay back and lifted her legs again, spreading them so that the youth could see the wetness on her cunt-bush.
"I want you now, Hank. Fuck me!"
He dropped into the V of her legs and momentarily hid what was going on from Sandy's eager gaze. She felt the irritating lust inside her welling up. Her own cunt oils were leaking out and making her uncomfortable.
How she envied Maria! The red haired girl didn't have any inhibitions about asking Hank for what she wanted most.
Sandy could never do that. She would get tongue tied and embarrassed. To just ask for cock , it seemed like a gift given by the gods. Hank had wanted her and she had turned him down. Now he was shoving his big prick balls deep up the eager teenager's pussy.
"Oh...oh!" cried Maria, her entire body shivering as if from a fever. "I feel it! I feel your huge prick. It. . . it's so big you're gonna rip me apart!"
"Ungh!" grunted Hank, moving into a better position. "You're just so fucking tight around my cock. Feels like I shoved my prick into a glove or something."
"Fuck me!"
The youth's hips began to swing easily, almost gently. Sandy wanted to cry out, to root him on, but she held her tongue. She didn't want them to know she was spying on them. She should really stop them from doing this terrible thing, but she couldn't. She was weak, unfaithful to her own moral standards. Two people not married shouldn't fuck, she believed, and here she was in a position of authority and she was rooted to the spot. No matter how she tried, she couldn't get up the nerve to stop them from fucking.
They obviously enjoyed it. What had she been missing for so long? All the younger girls seemed to know. She wondered if she could ever get up the nerve to ask one of them. Dawn had gone after Lew's prick and had gotten it fucked all the way up her pussy. Now Maria lovely, slender red haired Maria was spreading wide and wanton for Hank.
What was she missing?
Sandy felt wetness all over her hand. Guiltily she looked down and saw that her own hand had been stroking her cunt. She wanted to stop, but her jeans were already soaked through. She opened the front and felt cool air breezing across her excited pussy. She shuddered and ran her fingers into the damp tangle of her pussy mound. Her crinkly cunt fur excited her as much as the sight of the two fucking just a few feet away.
Her fingers pushed through the fleecy down and found the tiny spire of her clit poking up from its sheath of protective flesh. The sensitive little organ throbbed with need. She should have a man stroking it or sucking on it or rubbing his prick over the tip.
The thought of Hank's cock dueling with her little clit made her come. The sexual tensions inside her had been mounting to the breaking point for some time, but she was too inexperienced to realize it.
"I...aieeee!" she moaned, biting her lower lip to keep from crying too loudly. She didn't want to disturb the fucking couple. They were her source of inspiration. She had to spy on them to get off.
Hank's hairy ass moved with the rhythm and strength of a fucking machine. He drove his prick smoothly into the flaps of Maria's red furred cunt. Sandy could actually see the purpled knob on the end of his cock touch her cuntlips, pause and then sink out of sight into her humid pussy tunnel.
Sandy thrilled at the sight of the moist red pussy fur all around Hank's hard driving prick. The way he shoved his prick so forcefully into the young girl's cunt told of confidence and skill. His balls slapped at her upturned white ass. Then he ground his crotch into her and reduced both of them to a moaning, crying mass of aroused flesh.
"Oh, Hank, Hank!" the girl cried out. "I love the way you're so huge inside me. I feel like a...a woman!"
"Goddamn, I feel like you're gonna burn me up! Never fucked a cunt this tight and hot before. Like a blast furnace. Don't know how you can be so tight!"
"Like this?"
The youth's entire body tensed. Sandy couldn't tell what had happened but she could guess. She had heard Dawn saying she could tense up her cuntwalls and clamp down firmly on a man's cock. She guessed Maria was showing Hank this little trick.
The youth went wild. He fucked with long, hard, devastating strokes. Sandy wondered why he didn't tear the teenager's cunt apart with those mighty thrusts. But Maria seemed to get off on the fucking now more than ever. She moaned and sobbed and reached up to grab at the back of Hank's head. Her fingers laced through his hair and she pulled his head down to hers.
An agile, eager tongue flashed out and licked the teenager's lips before parting them and diving into his mouth. He returned the open mouthed kiss with ardor.
Sandy watched every single instant of the act and felt everything inside her own body coming to a boil. She hated herself for spying like this, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to know what normal people did. The blonde hardly considered herself abnormal, but she had to frankly admit she had missed out on a lot. Maybe fucking wasn't such a sin, after all. Maybe it was a good thing. Dawn enjoyed the hell out of Lew's cock. Maria wanted even more of Hank's. She couldn't get enough. Even with the long hard prick fucking her twat, she wanted her mouth all over Hank's.
Sandy moaned softly and pressed her fingers into her own cunt. She felt the sudden flood of fuck juices as she came. She groaned louder and started finger fucking herself until she was lost in a delirium of desire. She stuffed a second finger into her virgin cunt and felt even hornier.
"Ummmm...oh!" she sobbed, keeping her eyes open so she could get even more turned on by the sight of Hank's prick driving into the softly yielding cunt of the teenaged girl.
Maria was only a couple years younger than Sandy, yet she was experiencing the best life had to offer. Sandy hated her and envied her at the same time. She wanted Hank's cock inside her own juicy pussy, but she didn't have the nerve to ask for it or to let him fuck her when he wanted. She was afraid, and she didn't know of what.
"Oh, Hank, I ... I can't take any more!" cried Maria. Then she shrieked and her entire body convulsed as if hit by an electrical current.
She ground her hips at the youth's crotch and her body shivered. Her eyes were tightly shut, and Sandy could see the torrents of cuntjuice leaking out around the thick plug of cock in her pussy. She was getting off on Hank's cock in a big way.
"Th-that's it for me, too!" grated Hank. "The way your cunt clamps down on me is milking my balls. I. . . oh, shit!"
He pumped fiercely into her softly yielding cunt. His prick blew apart like a stick of dynamite as he spewed out his jism into her pussy. She came again, which spurred the teenager on to fuck even harder. His prick stayed rigid in her pussy longer than he would have thought possible. But it went limp all too soon for either of them.
They collapsed into a pile of tangled arms and legs. Their naked bodies gleamed in the noonday sun.
Sandy had started to button up her jeans and sneak off when she felt hands cupping her asscheeks.
"What are you doing, spying on them like that?" came a gruff, dominant voice. She froze, cold fear clutching at her being.